Mr. & Mrs. Captain

As Sane As The Mad Hatter

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C H A P T E R O N E

Janelle's POV:

"Harder!" I groaned.

Why is it so big?!

"I can't!"

"Come on, put your back to it!" I yelled, sweat already forming on my forehead.

"I can't. . ."

I let go, and sunk in the floor, staring at the huge thing.

"What do we do now?"

"We have to keep trying. I can't leave that sofa stuck on the door!" I yelled, clearly frustrated.

I had just bought a giant love-seat with my best friend, Aurora, and we were currently trying to fit it through my front door, but it got stuck. The damn love-seat got stuck, it was positioned vertically for some unknown reason, but still!

I regret buying that huge thing.

Well, no I don't, its really comfy and soft.

"It's not my fault that you're as strong as my grandma!" Aurora yelled from the other side of the door. She stuck her face between a gap and I saw her ugly face.

She had red dyed hair that was a bit past her shoulders, she had a pale complexion and small pink lips, small nose, small blue eyes,--well, everything about her is small.

I'm the complete opposite, I'm tall, my hair is long and purple--yes, purple--, I have big brown eyes, normal sized nose, not skinny lips but not big plump ones, and a tan.

"Me?" I said incredulously, then I added, "Plus, your grandma is dead."

"Exactly, my grandma is dead. That means you have the strength of a corpse, none!" She exclaimed, causing her poorly placed beanie to fall off.

"My baby!" She cried, looking down at it.

We're known as the Bad Duet, Beanie Duo, Living Firecrackers, Scary Mary's, Hot Messes, and Gossip Girls.

This is an example of why we're known as the Beanie Duo. We are always wearing beanies. Except of course when we go to sleep and to the beach/pool.

What about Prom or Church or whatever?

We don't go to any of those. The only places we go is school, home, mall, and where the party's at, plus, I rarely go on vacation, so its fine. I would have still worn a beanie though. . .

"I'm stronger than you by a landslide! You have the strength of a newborn, with those tiny, flappy arms!" I said and crawled to her black beanie, I grabbed it and smacked her across the face with it.

We're the bestest of friends.

"That's it!" She yelled and stuck her head back outside.

Wait for it. . .

"Raw!"

The sofa came tumbling down, and I stepped aside so it wouldn't kill me.

"Thanks, bitch." I simply said and gave her her beanie. She quickly put it on, and scowled at me.

"You welcome, devil." She spat.

"Hey! You're supposed to say 'Anytime, bitch.'. I am not a devil." I complained, after about 5 seconds of (summer) silence, we burst out laughing.

"You?. . .Not a devil?" She said in between laughs, clutching her stomach and slightly bending over.

"I don't know why you're laughing!. . .You're just as bad as me!" I clutched my stomach and threw my head back, bending slightly backwards.